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  • Tailor Made

    On countless Sunday mornings, my husband Tim and I have enjoyed eating breakfast together on Schwenksville’s high street.   We could easily walk there, but most often we drive the short distance, parking on the bumpy, stone lot that is nestled around Snoozy’s Café.   As we routinely savor our order of mid-morning scrambled eggs and…

  • Six Degrees of Schwenksville

    The six handshake rule lies at the heart of a small town’s existence. Families blend, business partners unite, and properties change hands.  Documented over a period of days, weeks, or years, and those multiplying degrees ultimately become the building blocks of history.   This blogging journey of mine is the culmination of what started as a…

  • Grampy Had A Sweet Tooth

    I fondly recall my grandfather’s love of salt water taffy.  On nearly every visit to him as a kid, it seemed he always had in arm’s reach, a decent sized bowl containing the individually wrapped pieces of sticky goo.  How odd is it that, all these years later, Grampy inadvertently helped me acquire a home…

  • View From The Hill

    On the surface, Schwenksville looks like any other small town.  With only a few businesses occupying its main street, most that visit here are either exploring the popular Perkiomen Trail or literally just passing through.  But if one were to stop and look under the covers, so to speak, volumes of interesting stories lived by…

  • Curiosity Led Me Here

    I moved to Pennsylvania in the late 90s after two somewhat lengthy residencies in New York City, and one short-lived adventure to Los Angeles.  Growing up north of Boston, I felt immediately at home on arrival in my adopted new city of Philadelphia. My first few years were spent in a renovated warehouse loft in…